"Well, I won’t disturb you two anymore." Xia Jinyun looked at the two and offered a deep smile, giving them so alone ti.
"······"
There was a mont when the air felt static, Fu Ying was fiddling with her fingers, still not recovered from the awkwardness just now.
It was extrely awkward, at two in the morning, a man and a woman ended up in the hospital because of a kiss, and even bumped into his elder sister. Could anything be more awkward than this?
The man patted her head with a half-hearted attempt at comforting her: "It’s okay, your sister-in-law will keep our secret."
Fu Ying felt that it was no longer a secret, Grandmother knew, little brother knew, now sister Jinyun knew, and soon the elder brother will know, gradually the whole family will be aware.
Fu Ying was afraid that Fu Mingchuan would find out, even though he doted on her, he might not be able to accept sothing this big.
Fu Ying glanced at Shen Liguang again, he wasn’t that old either······
Fu Ying thought for a mont and said, "Brother, I plan to go ho and tell my dad about us."
Shen Liguang nodded: "It’s up to you."
"Aren’t you scared? What if my dad doesn’t agree with us, what will we do?"
Shen Liguang was silent for a while: "I will elope with you."
That night, because of those four words "I will elope with you," Fu Ying resolved not to hide any longer.
After contemplating for several nights, under Nanny Wu’s guidance in the kitchen, she spent a few hours and managed to make a passable batch of cookies to take to the study.
Grandmother watched the busy little figure in the kitchen and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "This child, how dutiful, seeing how hard her dad has been working recently, bustling around in the kitchen getting all dusty and dirty."
Fu Yan snorted coldly: "Unwarranted fervor is either treacherous or thievery."
Grandmother protected the little one, not happy to hear her grandson speak about her treasured granddaughter that way: "That’s still better than you who does nothing at all."
"······"
Fu Yan curled his lip and muttered ’playing favorites’.
Fu Ying carried the cookies upstairs, her heart beating fast, hesitant at the door, rehearsing her opening words inside her head.
Finally, after getting her words straight, she stepped forward to knock on the door when she heard voices from inside.
"The company needs to expand its business but lacks funds, the available capital can’t cover the operations."
"Mr. Fu, how about we join by marriage? With today’s competitive business environnt, by combining forces we can not only preserve the company but also achieve a win-win cooperation, what do you think?"
Fu Mingchuan looked troubled, sowhat hesitant: "But Yingying is still young, and she already has soone in her heart..."
"Yingying is indeed young······"
Fu Ying froze in place as the conversation inside continued, her mind went blank.
Lowering her head to look at the cookies in the box, her grip got tighter, she took a deep breath and silently returned to her room.
Is marriage always beyond one’s own control?
Fu Ying curled up on her bed and thought for a long ti, then simply packed a couple of clothes, took her most treasured belongings, and left ho in the dead of night. She sat by the roadside and called Shen Liguang.
He should be at ho, it was very quiet on his side. He asked her tenderly over the phone, "Why aren’t you speaking?"
Fu Ying rubbed her eyes, her voice very soft: "Brother, let’s elope."
The girl’s downcast voice sounded spiritless. Shen Liguang got up and walked to the balcony, asking her, "What’s wrong?"
"My dad wants to enter into an arranged marriage, to marry a man I don’t know." Fu Ying clenched her phone, "I only like brother."
Shen Liguang frowned: "Where are you now?"
"I’ve left ho, I’m outside."
"Send the address."
"Okay."
Shen Liguang hung up the phone and prepared to leave. Li Ruolan glanced at the clock and asked, "Going out this late at night?"
Shen Liguang gave a helpless smile: "Yeah, a girl wants to elope with ."
"Girlfriend?"
"Would she be eloping with if she were not my girlfriend?"
"Virtuous."
Shen Liguang arrived at the address Fu Ying sent, and saw the girl sitting on a ledge by the roadside greenery, a petite figure with a handbag beside her, and a cat squatting nearby.
From a distance, she looked like a little kid who had run away from ho after a disagreent with her family.
Shen Liguang walked over and squatted down in front of her.
Fu Ying was looking down, the light in her eyes obscured; she lifted her head to look at him.
Not knowing what had happened, the young girl blinked her tea-colored eyes at him, looking a bit aggrieved. Shen Liguang couldn’t help but feel amused, raising his hand to touch her face: "What’s the matter? You look so pitiful."
"I wanted to tell my dad today about my boyfriend, then I overheard him talking with Aunt Wen Qing. He said that the company’s business isn’t doing well, that there’ll be a marriage alliance, and then I heard my na."
Shen Liguang: "So, like a little kid, you’ve run away from ho with your belongings and your cat?"
Fu Ying retorted, her tone fierce: "This isn’t being childish, it’s my protest against an arranged marriage."
Shen Liguang looked at her little face, "Alright, I understand."
"Brother, take in."
"Mhm."
"Then take ho?"
"Sure."
"To your rented apartnt."
"Okay."
"Brother, won’t you find a hassle?"
"Not at all..."
The man carrying luggage, and the girl holding the cat, their silhouettes stretched long by the streetlights. The girl’s voice was soft as she spoke, while the man had a smile on his face, indulgently echoing her words.
"Brother, I’m about to marry soone else, but you don’t seem to react at all."
"There is a reaction."
"?"
"I want to cry."
Fu Ying: "..."
...
Upon arriving at the rental apartnt, Shen Liguang watched as she started to organize her treasures.
A few clothes, books, hair clips, and a yellowing notebook.
The items the young girl had brought with her from ho were as simple as they could be.
"Brother." She seed to have thought of sothing, sighed, and with a bit of embarrassnt said, "Brother, I left in a hurry, I didn’t bring any money."
"It’s okay, brother will support you."
Fu Ying pulled out pajamas and sneakily hid the underwear in her arms, her face suspiciously red: "I’m going to take a shower now, brother."
Shen Liguang raised his eyebrows: "You tell you’re taking a shower, what are you implying?"
Fu Ying beca bashful: "It’s not that, I an to say, the bathroom door can’t be locked from the inside, so don’t co in."
Shen Liguang laughed with a roguish air: "If you hadn’t ntioned it, I would have forgotten, thanks for the reminder."
"..."
Fu Ying felt his laughter was very rascally, recalling the several tis things almost went too far and were interrupted - now living under the sa roof felt dangerous.
She was both scared and not: afraid because she was inexperienced and nervous about a first ti, but unafraid because the other person was him.
Fu Ying held her clothes and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Shen Liguang sat on the sofa, absentmindedly staring at his phone, but before long, he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom and couldn’t help but look over.
Vaguely, he could see the girl’s silhouette projected on the glass door, Shen Liguang frowned, then averted his gaze.
Living together under one roof - were they trying to torture him to death?
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